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Three hundred and seventieth chapters death as home(2/2)

Jian Xing'er laughed bitterly, "There is no greater sorrow than death." From the moment she left the family, she never thought about going back."

"I don't want to know the things between you, nor do I want to care about them. I won't go back with you."

After Jian Xing'er finished speaking, she sat on the chair weakly and said these words, her body seemed to be hollowed out.

She was practicing with Liu Wuxie in the underground demon world, but she couldn't see anything on the surface. She didn't expect that she had suffered such a great grievance in her heart and kept it in her heart, and she was able to vent her catharsis today.

"You can't help it. You can't go back today."

Jian Botong showed a ruthless look on his face. Without the help of Teng's family, the Jian family would not be destroyed in long.

"You are planning to use force!"

Jian Xing'er looked angry. The father in his heart had long been dead. The person standing in front of him was too strange. He was not the same person as the father in her heart.

"Miss Xing'er, why bother you? We won't be in a hurry for the time being. We have been out for more than a year. Don't you want to go home and have a look?"

Teng Zijun stood up and said earnestly.

"Shut up!"

Jian Xing'er was angry at the moment, and Teng Zijun's words were like adding fuel to the fire.

"presumptuous!"

Jian Botong shouted loudly, the Teng family was his last life-saving straw, and he had to catch it. What does it mean to offend the Teng family?

"I'll be rude today. If you have the ability, you will kill me."
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